Chapter 10
As they get to the floor, he drew her close to him, as they started their slow dance, her heart was beating frantically, but she is not the only one,
"Look at me" He urged her, she did so which surprised her, how could she be so weak against him.
He is taller than her, so she have to look up, immediately he was lost in her eyes, it was a normal brown eyes, which almost every African girl have, but why does non affect him like hers.
"You are beautiful" he said to her, she is happy he think that, but she is angry, why she is having this feeling for a widower, who is at least 10 years older, and also a stranger.
They are so close its causing havoc to her, she wants him more, every beat of him invites her in, he is strong, his scent is intoxicating, she finds herself leaning closer, the dance floor is dark so people won't notice anything.
She hates this feeling, a feeling of dependency, feeling that make her knee weak, make her throw away her reasoning, never knowing her first move, feeling so self consciousness. She know she is helplessly falling in love, but she still fight.
"I have a boyfriend" she said as her last resort, and this simple words, stopped Mr Uba from the kiss he almost took.
"Oh" he said the only thing that came to mind "am sorry" he said with a smile that didn't reach the eye, he then walked away, as Iyke also come to started dancing with Mirabel, but she couldn't for it felt nothing like Mr Uba, so she also left the dance floor.
She came outside on time to see Mr Uba drive away, she couldn't shake away the feeling she have now, she feel not only did she destroy someone happiness, she also destroyed her own. It was too much on her as she felt tears left her eyes, as she decided to take the long walk home, she didn't even tell Iyke, she is not in the right state of mind, her tears keep dropping as she sob, she so hate this new feeling.
As they get to the floor, he drew her close to him, as they started their slow dance, her heart was beating frantically, but she is not the only one,
"Look at me" He urged her, she did so which surprised her, how could she be so weak against him.
He is taller than her, so she have to look up, immediately he was lost in her eyes, it was a normal brown eyes, which almost every African girl have, but why does non affect him like hers.
"You are beautiful" he said to her, she is happy he think that, but she is angry, why she is having this feeling for a widower, who is at least 10 years older, and also a stranger.
They are so close its causing havoc to her, she wants him more, every beat of him invites her in, he is strong, his scent is intoxicating, she finds herself leaning closer, the dance floor is dark so people won't notice anything.
She hates this feeling, a feeling of dependency, feeling that make her knee weak, make her throw away her reasoning, never knowing her first move, feeling so self consciousness. She know she is helplessly falling in love, but she still fight.
"I have a boyfriend" she said as her last resort, and this simple words, stopped Mr Uba from the kiss he almost took.
"Oh" he said the only thing that came to mind "am sorry" he said with a smile that didn't reach the eye, he then walked away, as Iyke also come to started dancing with Mirabel, but she couldn't for it felt nothing like Mr Uba, so she also left the dance floor.
She came outside on time to see Mr Uba drive away, she couldn't shake away the feeling she have now, she feel not only did she destroy someone happiness, she also destroyed her own. It was too much on her as she felt tears left her eyes, as she decided to take the long walk home, she didn't even tell Iyke, she is not in the right state of mind, her tears keep dropping as she sob, she so hate this new feeling.
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